Perfectus Est

Post quattuor annis, iam quisne demum dolei sum factum est?

My latin is ill, but I ponder this now. My belief is that it will not be so. That things of the past are but shadows and smoke. But the fact of the matter is, the majority of the people I know and associate with have now graduated. I thought I was behind by taking a semester extra (stupid having more credits than I needed and them not counting) beyond most friends but it would not happen to be the case based on facebook picture albums. But that is what prompts my thinking.

Well, it has begun, yesterday started the alternating running schedule. So my hope is to be even more hot (may not be possible) by six months from now. I have also severely limited my soda intake (one a day) and my fast food habit (approaching zero). Keep your fingers crossed though, this won't be easy. It will take willpower and hard work, both of which I seem to have in abundance with spare time.

I met a girl the other day, talked for a while, things went decently, simply put she is probably the worst thing for me that I could possibly find. She even threatened to fight me in our first conversation. I hear she is egotistic, believes she is always right, is smart, and is good looking. Sounds perfect for me, except that she is admittedly (from all my sources) the worst possible choice I could make. I opened the lines of communication, or did a couple of days ago, and thus far have had no response. It would be funny if she had the balls to threaten to fight me, but not to meet me for coffee. Then again, it was unwise to threaten to fight me without knowing what I know about fighting... this was ether a bold move, or a sign of foolishness and an ego that is writing checks her body can't cash.

Today I wrote a followup letter to the portfolio I sent in last week. I dropped it off, sadly Paula was not there, but it will still get to where it needs to. Now the waiting game, until I decide I need to push them for a response again. Sadly the job title changed from "Designer" to "Level Designer" but I would be totally cool with that title and job. I'll keep you posted if I hear anything.

But now I must move forward, not backward, upward not forward, and always whirling, twirling, towards freedom!

Gotta love Charlie... Cool, Had'nt seen this one... or this one... Awesome.

Valete!